Singapore Is A Country

Perhaps you hear that buzzing
You believe you’ve won a prize.
Perhaps you taste that honey, but it’s biting and so bitter, my oh my the look of your surprise.
You see, I have arrived
I Am the whole bee hive
Bend the knee
Bow down to me
Hurts to play
Outfoxed you in every way
Say my name, this is my domain
Your lips tremble to open
It’s your time to pay
Scared of me now
Ready to pay the fee?
You’re itching now, think I’ll name you “Flea.”
Your eyes are reflecting the terror as you see me swarm upon you
Got you feelin that Breeze
Is it stinging you whole?
Divine feminine kicked out your soul
This is gonna hurt, believe you me.
Mix those tears I’ll brew them up,
You toiled
You teared
Now I stir them up
Im the one laughing now
You stand there in a freeze
I bring you to a boil
Now you cry out in a plethora of pleas
“I’m happy for you,” whatever that means
You spewed the wrong words and now it’s you swirling in my brew
Stole your thunder? I’ll tear you asunder
Laugh at me? Now you’re crawling, begging, screaming “MERCY.”
I had you in my sights every step of the way
You never saw me coming, now you’re about to have it My way.
Trembling in my web, I have to cover my mouth. It’s pathetic, such a pity watching you scream, shout out.
You’re wrapped in my weave, your futility, fuels me. You swing and you swing,
I crescendo as you crow.
I’m happy for you, now you should know. I aimed, pulled my string,
Pulled off your wings
you swing limp, come apart at the seams.
I delightfully sing to a scream
My toil slithers up to meet dead eyes of yours. my wickedness coils.
My sweet helpless nothing, you are my plaything.
I have plans for you still
The wicked scuttle from sleep
I shake it up, the scourge of each fractured memory is nectar dripping on my tongue.
I am the Tempest, you scream and I sing.
Slurry with fury, I turn to you, smile and wink.
Slurry with fury, sip our Singapore sling.